I Miss October

I miss October so very much,
I miss the warmth and leaves.
The blue skies of October,
Always speak to me.

The changing leaves, the piles of leaves,
The raking of the lawn.
The hummies heading south again,
The black crows caw at dawn.

October nights get shorter still,
We change the clock at ten.
We make a fire inside for us,
Then curl up once again.

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